songs you used to love ———————————- don’t ever confuse stress with coping
i’m going to quit smoking vomit when i eat too much shitty food and work out. stop smoking so much pot. stop drinking so fucking much. do my homework make danielle glad that i work with her hang out with anna and rachel see you in the door of my classroom like i always imagine. it’s one of my fantasies.
and so i sit here waiting for your royal silence who’s good enough for you? we all wait for you unbridled smile but this is not just a delusion of my own making i don’t know why you’re so great for me to write poems about you that i will hate and no one will ever read.
cum on the piano semen stains the mountain top
i do lines and i cross roads
nachojnacki: 2 months without you.
it’s kind of real nice to get drunk by yourself. i foresee alcoholism
black blood and old new agers shit still stinks throughout the ages i have written a lot of pages.
‘cause i love my mind. when i’m fucking you.
remember that scene in black swan where natalie portman peels back her cuticle? i use my teeth instead. disgusting.
listenin’ to gemini (birthday song), thinkin’ about you. and you. -you sleep while i write all this down
I’m so goddamn ill. i have strep throat. i went to bed at 930 and just woke up. its 230. i’m in pain, i’ve got escalafrios (chills). horrible glands/tonsils. i want you to be here and take care of me. at least i get work off tomorrow. OUUUUUCCCCHHHHH
Whenever I take morphine it’s whatever but then my stomach implodes and my body’s in knots and I have to yak and it’s like there’s nothing I can do to make the pain stop, until I fall asleep, I mean. what the fuck?
missin’ julia, not feeling so grossed out about myself, night filled with great conversation, about to fall to beautiful sleep.
matrimonial stresses soft caresses a childhood repressed.
I can never spend too much time alone, because I can’t pay attention to my thoughts for that long. Hanging out with people lets me shed this annoying girl who makes me feel ill.
I hate the separation
But I love the separation because it makes miss miss miss you and be really excited for reunion. Oh yeah, I would have had sex but there was an unfortunate lack of prophylactics
i hate bitches here
littlejaybirdheart: at a party above a bar. the main bitch that lived there stood up on a chair screaming “MY BEST FRIEND WAS JUT RAPED. SOME RAPIST JUST SHOVED HIS HAND DOWN HER PANTS. IF YOU DON’T KNOW ME, GET THE FUCK OUT!”. erin dullard: that happens to me all the time at parties, it’s not rape it’s just an unwanted fingering or ass grab.
i just want to hang out.
in january they discovered they could smoke in the dorms using a vaporizer. their lives were changed.
i could go back to my room and wallow, or i could smoke more weed.
isn’t that just the saddest fucking pirate you’ve ever seen?
look what colin can do.
i’m putting all these pictures of colin on my wall, and i’m crying, and i’m thinking, do i really want these staring me in the face everyday?
rarely but sometimes i will curl into bed look at pictures of you and cry myself to sleep.
omg this shit is gold
“…patriarchy creates the failure which it then uses to justify its assumptions about women.”